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"Do you swear to tell the truth and nothing but the truth?" 

"I do." She looked down at her lap for a second.

"In March of 2011, you said that it was the first time your mom left you and your sister with this complete stranger while she got high." 

"Yes.." 

"What happened that night?" Alana looked up from her lap and over at her sister while she tucked her hair behind her ear.

"He um... he told us that we were his now. He um ...." A tear trickled down her face.All Rights Reserved

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Siblings by Hjc0703

[Completed] There's three of us. Triplets. We all have each other's backs. There's me, Maeve. The one with red eyes. People call me a murder. Satan. Evil. Anything really. All I cared about was not them. Certainly not them. Those people didn't matter to me. What mattered was my other two siblings. Everything I have ever done, was for them. Even if they don't realize it. Even if they think I was the big bad monster. To the world, I was a cold heartless monster but to my siblings? I was loving sister. I was there if one of them have a nightmare. I'm there for them. There's Damien. The oldest out of us. He's the one with white eyes. The one who people who also call Satan and evil and all of that bullshit. You ever wonder if those goddamn bullies got tired of bullying other people? I do. Not the point, stay focused Maeve. What was I saying? Oh right, Damien. He likes cars. Building, tearing them apart, spray painting them, anything about cars. Then there's Angel. Sweet, sweet Angel. She's the youngest out of the group. She has blue eyes, different from us. She's the lucky one, per say. The one who doesn't get bulled. She has the personality like a five year old but we love her to pieces. Me and Damien try to protect her against the evil's of the world. She shouldn't go through that like we did. At least she has a normal childhood, or some part of normal. We didn't have the best childhood growing up. Well, me and Damien didn't. Mother gave Angel the best childhood she ever wanted. Sometimes, only sometimes when she was drunk or whatever with her stupid boyfriend did she punish Angel. That was once every blue moon. She was convinced me and Damien had Satan in us. While Angel, well she thought that Angel was an angel from Heaven. Now, let me stop rambling. This story will be an emotional roller coaster. Especially since we get sent to live with our older half-brothers. Mentions of self-harm, abuse, rape, miscarriage, violence, cursing, suicide attempts.

The Gangster's Girl (Process of Editing) by Ironically_

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𝐍𝐢𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐚 : 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐫 ✧ |𝟏𝟖+| ✔ by noendstories

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New Beginnings by niaaa_j

"No! I don't wanna hear a damn thing you gotta say. You betrayed me!" I said as I snatched my arm away and stormed out without turning back. I got into my car and looked at the scratch in the mirror. As Monte trailed behind me, I quickly pulled out the parking lot and sped home. When I got home, the neighbor was outside on the porch again. He waved, but I couldn't find the strength to wave back and ran into the house before I completely broke down. As soon as I closed the door, I slid to the floor and cried my eyes out. About 5 minutes later, there was a knock on the door. I stayed where I was, thinking it was Monte outside. "Miss?" I heard from the other side of the door. I got up and tried to get myself together the best way I could at the moment and looked out the peep hole. It was the neighbor.

Contrasting Similarities by CarterIsabelle

How can people be so similar yet so different? How can situations be strange yet so familiar? Twins Amira and Aurora were put under the custody of their mother when they were five. So much has happened since then. But what was the worst was the loss they've experienced. The sadness one of them has felt and the pain she has endured. They live for each other. They have their contrasts and their similarities. But one thing for sure is common. Priorities. The first priority is their other half. Their twin. But what happens when the situation leads them back to their brothers who were left in their biological father's custody? What happens when they finally receive the sibling love they couldn't give each other yet they both craved? What happens when they are forced to escape their own bubbles and experience what true care and affection is? And along the way, they discover the contrasting similarities, that help them heal and discover a different kind of love yet so similar. TW: Mentions of Abuse, Death and Schizophrenia.

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